[color=silver] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZxYFKpN.png[/img][/center] [center][color=black][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [center][color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Honey & Hemlock Cafe • [color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Friday Night[/center] [center][color=tan][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@Tae] Elodie • [color=tan][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [@Tpartywithzombi] Vex [@princess] Angel[/center] [center][color=black][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] On the road, Sean had kept his speaking limited as he mulled over tonight’s events and how he might have to miss out on the mystery of Who Done It when it came to the death of the Iron Fang’s number two, Logan. When Elodie mentioned about not being mad at Vex, a short silent sigh escaped him. [color=tan]“She’s definitely on my shit list. What happened back there shouldn’t have happened.”[/color] He replied with a shake of his head. Vex had some explaining to do as far as Sean was concerned. He didn’t have the complete story but from what he could deduce with the supply of blood and the consenting bite mark, was that she was playing house with a vampire. For Sean, whatever anyone did behind closed doors was their business but he was sure she knew the risks of letting herself get bit with how Bear went out, black veins and all. He could only assume she was being foolish or knew she had a lifeline in the form of a cynical warden who played nice with Halcyon’s predatory population. He often wondered if he was a madman for doing what he did. Consorting with whom he saw most of his life as his enemies. If this was years ago, Elodie’s talk about her relationship with blooddrinking might have made him sick to his stomach, even with how innocent she was. He glanced at her every now and then, as she spoke, not convinced that he’d be so generous if he had been turned into one of her kind. Knowing himself, he’d go all or nothing. Dive in the blood or starvation before he blew his damn brains out. [color=tan]“It’s a deal… but I’m not kill you if you happen to slip up.”[/color] He shrugged and for a beat, he thought about the possibility of such a situation. He winced slightly, but kept his imagination to himself. [color=D9A0B0]“Now, you’re gonna come inside so I can feed you and make you the best coffee of your life.”[/color] [color=tan]“That was always the plan,”[/color] he replied with a smirk. He reflexively took a look at his surroundings before leaving the vehicle, never letting his guard down, even in front of the coziest shop in town. Once the two entered the cafe, Sean couldn’t help raising an eyebrow at Elodie scurrying off to the kitchen without asking for even an ounce of help. He figured she didn’t want to trouble him, and there was also that southern hospitality she’d never do without. Not wanting to argue, he took a seat at his preferred corner table and let her bring over what he’d consider his payment for the short ride-along. He especially eyed the rum as his aching body gave him a good argument for indulging in the beverage. [color=D9A0B0]“I also have pain meds, if desired.”[/color] [color=tan]“I’ll pass on the rum, then.”[/color] The rum was so quickly removed as a consideration. He kept telling himself that he was finished for tonight, but he wasn’t quite sure if tonight was finished with him. He was banged up and bruised, but still, he wanted to remain sharp. He’d be a broken, crude blade, yet a viable weapon all the same. He went for the coffee first, his number one delight, sipping the hot beverage as if it were his last chance to indulge in its rich and bold flavor. All the while, he was listening to Elodie talk about what had happened and what she preferred for next time. [color=tan]“Hmm…”[/color] He gave her words about teaching her self-defense some thought before taking another sip. She went on again, this time nudging him toward making peace with Halcyon for the rest of the night. [color=tan]“First, I can’t promise that, Elodie. This city’s too restless for me to control that, but I’ll try not to get any more hurt than I already am.”[/color] He used his mug to point at her. [color=tan]“As for you… Get some rest so that arm can heal, and keep yourself topped off on blood. You’ll need more of it, so no fasting.”[/color] His eyes bore down at her with seriousness as he set his mug down. [color=tan]“Second, I’ll think about the self-defense training, but nights like these aren’t the type I want you getting used to. You’re not a warden or some hired gun. You’re a barista who just happens to be a vampire, so I might just give you a pistol and show you how to shoot it.”[/color] He took a third sip of the coffee, already assuming that wasn’t the answer she wanted. He let out a sigh. [color=tan]“But if you want to learn some extra shit, I’ll hit up Sicily or Blondie as I like to call her.. She’ll be better at teaching you how to use that extra speed and strength you’ve got.”[/color] Sean pulled out both of his phones, going through his contacts on one of them. [color=tan]“Just say the word.”[/color] He stated as he started sending the same message to several of his “work” contacts. A message he wanted to get out to get things stirring, since he was likely not to get answers himself. He needed to feed the ugly monster that was Halcyon. He needed to get the ball rolling. [quote][color=tan][i]Logan Delaney, the second in command of the Iron Fangs is in the dirt and his pups don’t know who did it. Spread the word, and hit me with any info 💸💸💸[/i][/color][/quote] With his other phone, issued by the Wardens, he typed up something a little more professional into the encrypted communications channel. As much as he wished he could cut ties with them, the indoctrinated faction held far too much value for him to go completely independent. [quote][color=red][i][b]REPORT. Sometime during the last 24 hrs, an unknown party killed Logan Delaney, Second In Command of the Iron Fangs lycan faction. Iron Fangs members continue to search for the culprit. Be advised that their presence and activity within Halcyon may increase. Time of Acquisition: ~1900hrs Source: Informant with high veracity NFI[/b][/i][/color][/quote] [/color]